It’s tough when you are homesick i… and distant place; It’s anguish when you’re hungry fo… old-familiar face. And yearning for the good folks an…

Last year he wanted building block… And picture books and toys, A saddle horse that gayly rocks, And games for little boys. But now he’s big and all that stuf…

We need a few more optimists, The kind that double up their fist… And set their jaws, determined-lik… A blow at infamy to strike. Not smiling men, who drift along

We were settin’ there an’ smokin’… Like licker, votes for wimmin, an’… When he ups an’ strokes his whiske… ‘Changin’ laws an’ legislatures ai… Goin’ to make this world much bett…

DOWN the lanes of apple bloom, w… Down the pathways rosy red trip th… Love and laughter lead us on, ligh… June is smiling on us now, bidding… Sun-kissed now are maiden’s curls,…

Speaking of Henry Ford’s purchase of a million dollars’ worth of city bonds, Controller Engel said; “He talked about buying those bonds exactly as I would talk about buying a sack of pe...

To keep in mind from day to day That I’m a soldier in the fray; That I must serve, from sun to su… As well as he who bears a gun The flag that flies above us all,

There is sorrow in the household; There’s a grief too hard to bear; There’s a little cheek that’s tear… There’s a sobbing baby there. And try how we will to comfort,

LADY, when you say you’ll come Tuesday morn to do our washing, Tell us if there isn’t some Way to know if you are joshing? When you promise to be here

It takes a heap o’ livin’ in a hou… home, A heap o’ sun an’ shadder, an’ ye… have t’ roam Afore ye really 'preciate the thin…

I can’t help thinkin’ o’ the lad! Here’s summer bringin’ trees to fr… An’ every bush with roses clad, An’ nature in her finest suit, An’ all things as they used to be

A table cloth that’s slightly soil… Where greasy little hands have toi… The napkins kept in silver rings, And only ordinary things From which to eat, a simple fare,

Be grateful for the kindly friends… Be grateful for the skies of blue… Be grateful for the health you own… For round about you there are men… Be grateful for the growing trees,…

WHY do I grind from morn till ni… And sick or well sit down to write… Why do I line my brow with sweat, An extra buck or two to get? The reason isn’t hard to trace,